Jack had certainly been drowsing, but hadn't gone back to sleep. Not when he wanted to be awake for Phryne's return to bed after soothing Miss Williams from her upset. The door opening was enough to stir him back to full wakefulness, and he sat up slightly; Phryne Fisher was always worth watching, and watching her return to him, from her bed, while nude... only an idiot passed up that opportunity when it was placed before him.